"ON THE ROAD TO GLORY": I have No choice but to love the sinner and hate the sin

Saturday, September 13, 2008

I have No choice but to love the sinner and hate the sin

Being a Christian, believing what is written in the bible, places a responsibility on me that goes beyond what is politically correct or socially accepting. I have no choice but to state my beliefs.....

.Believe it or not....we are all sinners.... We just have a hard time admitting it, but in doing so and in asking forgiveness we soar like eagles on a cloud of grace.

This commentary is for those who are fighting to try to believe and it is sooooo hard in this world today. It is not popular to believe....and it might seem crazy to believe in what you can not see......Faith is believing in what we can not see. It is the ultimate surrender......and in surrending you receive far more than you can ever imagine. You receive peace....you receive the knowlege that you are going to live forever, you receive eternal life....

What do I have to give up for eternal life......I am forever born a sinner. I have to accept that, admit that and ask for forgiveness and for the strength to fight my sin. You might ask....."what sin are you talking about?" In your heart you know what all sin is and it is not up to me to validate it for you....

.Ask yourself....what is the sin and am I entangled in it? You might ask.....what all the hoopla.....let's just live, let live, have fun, and let the chips fall where they may......That's an option I am unwilling to embrace.

Oh.....at one time. I was in that frame of mind.....there was no conscious thought of my actions and I was in to feeling good no matter what. How can I explain what happens when Jesus becomes part of your consciousness. The things that could be so easily shrugged off become like thorns in your side that you can not ignore.

So....back to the title of the post. I choose to love the sinner and HATE the sin. So....In Lincoln City, Oregon on the 20th of September or thereabouts......human beings, just like me will practice their free will to indulge in sin..... asking to be accepted. I say to you....those of you who practice carnal knowlege of the same sex.......I accept you....the person.... I love you...the person... I pray for you....the person.... and I hate the SIN.... let's discuss the issues....... Rosie the wildwoman

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Now that I have advertised my blog in the paper as a spiritual and artistic journey of a reborn Christian and a reborn Artist....Wow what a ride...... I guess I need to give a little history so those who do not know me will understand where I was in my past life and why I am writing this now....

I married at 18, not for love, but because I was pregnant. I had a wonderful son and a miserable marriage. But I was never one to give up and besides it was too easy just to let things slide.

When I was 31 my son was hit by a car and died at the age of 13. My husband and I each proceeded to go our own way in destroying our lives. Alcohol, drugs and rock and roll.

I was lucky in that I could keep up appearances during the day and had a rewarding career in the medical field. One of my conventions brought me to Portland, Oregon and my husband and I fell in love with the Oregon Coast. The marriage was still miserable but tolerable and I saw hope in moving to Oregon to get my husband out from under the control of cocaine. From the beginning of time I have always wanted to fix everyone but myself.

At 40 we moved to Oregon to begin our new life. Seven years later my husband was dead at age 60 from a horrific disease, interstitial fibrosis. I cared for him during the progressive disease which lasted 3 years. He died on father's day. As I sat in the room that morning waiting for the undertaker, I could only feel that our son had come to take his Dad home. I should probably note that from the time my son died I had written God off. There was no answer for me as to why children have to die, especially mine. During my husband's illness, I would walk past the chapel at Providence Hospital and something would call to me to come in and I would deny it, get away from me. I want no part of a God that appears unjust. Then 9/11 happened and that really cemented it in my mind that God wasn't worth the effort letting innocent people die so unfairly.

During one of my tirades about this, to a Christian, there appeared behind him, in blazing letters....."JESUS" Somehow I accepted what had happened in my life as God's will, I could not understand, I just had to accept and believe in his mercy.....and that is the day I accepted Jesus as my savior.

Instantly I was given a person to love, I was given my new husband's two wonderful children and then grandchildren. All that I had lost was given back to me...on faith, blind faith...because we can never begin to understand God's plan......Now I was right with God but I had not let him dwell in my heart and in my consciousness and I had not yet begun a relationship with my savior.

Then my new husband's 31 year old son was diagnosed with osteosarcoma and died..... but not before he brought his Dad and me back into the Lord's house and we became re-committed to God's plan for our lives, his word and his house.

I feel so very blessed that God did not EVER give up on me and he will NEVER give up on anyone until the very end...

Giving up the remote control has not been easy since I am a control freak and have always believed I was the one directing my life. But....I can only suggest trying it....you will be amazed at what happens and the joy it brings.....